The silvery substance had become transparent; it looked like glass. (not reviewed by editor)

Harry could see the conclusion forming in his uncle's mind as though the great mustached face were transparent. (not reviewed by editor)

It was a cold, clear evening; dusk was falling and a pale, transparent-looking moon was already shining over the Forbidden Forest. (not reviewed by editor)

Harry waited, every fiber of him hoping, praying. . . . . If it hadn't worked. . . if it wasn't coming. . . He seemed to be looking at everything around him through some sort of shimmering, transparent barrier, like a heat haze, which made the enclosure and the hundreds of faces around him swim strangely…. (not reviewed by editor)